The Real You || Jung Sungchan

Chapter 13

Sungchan:

Today was the weekend and I had extra classes this morning. I asked Miyoung yesterday if she has extra classes this weekend and she told me she didn't. I was hoping she would so that we could walk together, but I guess I'll just go on my own today. I'm very glad that she opened up to me about her scandal. To be honest, I had a feeling that there was something that happened in the past that made her scared of people, and it adds on to the people only wanting her for her looks. I'm also really glad that she accepted me to be her friend. I won't make it too obvious that we're friends in front of my guy friends because they're probably going to always want to hang out with us and stuff and make Miyoung uncomfortable and that's the last thing I want to do. Hopefully, I can spend less time with them and more with Miyoung.

My extra classes start at 9:30am and it's currently 8:30 so I get out of bed and start getting ready. Yesterday I was worried about Miyoung because she wasn't talking to me the whole day. She didn't run away as much as the day before yesterday but she just ignored everything that I said to her. I assumed that something was wrong, so I left her alone after 5th period. But during lunch, I skipped lunch and bought a bunch of bread and chips and juice from the school store that her and I could share when I meet her at the river. I knew she was going to be at the river, so I planned ahead. It was only this morning when I realized that she looked a little different yesterday than how she looks normally. A lot of girls in the school wear different clothes over their uniform but Miyoung doesn't. However, I noticed yesterday that she was wearing a different sweater and socks, and she wore something in her hair. I didn't pay much attention to it since I wanted to reassure her that I was going to be a good friend to her.

I left the dorm at 9am and proceeded to walk to the school for my classes. I walked by the convenience store near the school and I remembered the time where I spotted Miyoung at her part-time job. A lot of thoughts came into my mind. Such as if she has more than one part-time job and when does she work and how long. I wanted to know so that I can visit her during work. I know from my other friends that convenience store jobs are boring and you don't do anything other than sit at the counter. So, I wanted to keep Miyoung company. Once I got to school and sat down, I saw my friends and they greeted me. I sat next to Chanyoung.

"Hey, Sungchan. You didn't have practice yesterday, right? What'd you do? We didn't see you anywhere after school." He asks, patting my back.

"Me? I went straight home since I didn't feel good." I lie and they obviously believe. People are so oblivious and gullible these days, I could've said something really stupid and they would believe me.

During the whole class, I had a hard time trying to focus. As much as I wanted to do well in my classes, I couldn't get my mind off of Miyoung. The first time I had a conversation with her was the first time I caught her at the river crying. Even though we only talked for a couple of minutes, I could tell that she was upset and I really wanted to help her. I knew that we weren't that close but I didn't want to see her cry anymore. Sure, she was popular and she always smiles at people, but after seeing how she really feels about it all broke my heart. I wanted to help her as much as I can without knowing much about her. Other people don't take care of her so she has to rely on herself, so I wanted to be there for her.

After the first class ended, I stayed behind in the class as my friends left to get something from the school store. I wanted to text Miyoung but I didn't know her number so I just put my phone down and resting my head on my hand. Hopefully she's spending the weekend taking care of herself. I mean, I could visit her house since I remember where it is, but I don't want to arrive without her knowing and uninvited. My first class ended at 10 and my next one starts at 10:30. Luckily, I only have three extra classes today so I get to leave at around 11:30. I also have a rap lesson at the academy today from 1pm to 5pm so I'm pretty booked.

While I was waiting for my friends to come back and for the next class to start, I started thinking about Miyoung again. I remembered the way she talked about her feeling overwhelmed with everyone bothering her, so I can't imagine how bad it was back then at such a young age too. I realized that as she grew up, her experience haunted and traumatized her and that's why she can't open up to people and why she hates the attention she gets. Sure, Miyoung is beautiful, but why does that matter? If someone had the same personality as her but didn't fit the beauty standard, they wouldn't even blink an eye at them. Hopefully I get to know Miyoung more and more so that we can become better friends. I know that she needs a friend throughout everything and I want to be there for her.

I started to remember our meetings at the river. Our first one was only a couple of minutes, but the second and third were amazing. On the second meeting, she opened up her personality and showed me the kind of person she is. She has a 4D personality and she's really clumsy, but so am I. That's what I liked most about our friendship, we have a lot in common and we can understand each other well. She could talk on and on about how much she loves her family and how precious her younger brother is to her. When she talked about her brother, I could tell that she loves him just as much as she loves her family. Even though she has no real friends, I could tell that she had no self-love for herself. I wanted to be the person to help her develop self-love because that's extremely important. Especially now. We would talk about our food preferences and we even said that we should get some food together some time. I was really relieved and happy when she told me that. Ever since I met Miyoung and got to know her, I began to realize how beautiful she is inside. She's mysterious and odd sometimes, but that's what makes her so lovable.

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